Sunday, October 17, 2004
Very Necessary
THINK.WAIT.FAST.PRAY.BELIEVE.
"think. wait. fast." from Sidhartha by Herman Hesse
I've been in my lab working. Soooo much more to do on the puter to get up that factory link for my online store. At times I wonder if this will work. I got a little book to be my personal cheerleader. Bullsh*t or Fertilizer you can find it HERE(<---click) or on amazon.com. It's simple and get's me back onto the simplicity of my goals and has done a good job at counter attacking my own self-doubt which usually shapeshifts into self-sabatoge It replenishes a healthy belief in me, in my gifts and talents, as well as motivates me. Fasting makes the process sureal and on top of the mind space I've been having these crazy lucid dreams. I got up looking for an e-mail of an old friend from CA due to the one I had last night...to no avail. Time seems to be measuring itself. My thinking is taking a life of itself guiding me rather than me guiding my thinking. I'm tuning into my destiny as well as creating it. What a paradox. But they say that paradox is the closest thing to the truth. The next two week will be flodded with many transitions. I fear not, with conviction.
Time to make the doughnuts.
OH, LEASE I FORGET
GO YANKEES!
THE CURSE OF THE BAMBINO STRIKES AGAIN!
thechickenortheegg.
THINK.WAIT.FAST.PRAY.BELIEVE.
"think. wait. fast." from Sidhartha by Herman Hesse
I've been in my lab working. Soooo much more to do on the puter to get up that factory link for my online store. At times I wonder if this will work. I got a little book to be my personal cheerleader. Bullsh*t or Fertilizer you can find it HERE(<---click) or on amazon.com. It's simple and get's me back onto the simplicity of my goals and has done a good job at counter attacking my own self-doubt which usually shapeshifts into self-sabatoge It replenishes a healthy belief in me, in my gifts and talents, as well as motivates me. Fasting makes the process sureal and on top of the mind space I've been having these crazy lucid dreams. I got up looking for an e-mail of an old friend from CA due to the one I had last night...to no avail. Time seems to be measuring itself. My thinking is taking a life of itself guiding me rather than me guiding my thinking. I'm tuning into my destiny as well as creating it. What a paradox. But they say that paradox is the closest thing to the truth. The next two week will be flodded with many transitions. I fear not, with conviction.
Time to make the doughnuts.
OH, LEASE I FORGET
GO YANKEES!
THE CURSE OF THE BAMBINO STRIKES AGAIN!
thechickenortheegg.
